March 20th

Dear Journal,

Caden asked me out on a date - a real date – tonight. I only just got back. I told my mom I was just going with some friends. She said it was fine as long as I didn't stay out too late since it was a school night. She left for her night shift at the gas station her in La Push shortly before Cade came. I don't like her working so late. But I know she is safe, somehow I know.

Caden came through my window as always. "Where are we going? And where is your car? How are we going to get there?" I asked when he first came through. He smiled but didn't step too close. He had been distant physically since Monday.

"Well, let's just leave it at I'm the car," he said, leaving me to have plenty of questions. But I didn't ask any of them. I knew he wanted this first date thing to be a big surprise for me. So I smiled back and moved closer to him.

"I hope you're a good ride then?" I flirted, hoping to soften him enough to at least give me some sort of a hint. I was close enough to touch him now but I didn't. I heard him catch his 'breath'; a combination of my words and my attire I think.

Since it was the first day of spring, I went with a more feminine style of clothing. He hadn't really seen much of my skin because it was usually so cold. Without going into my whole wardrobe choice, it would suffice to say that my curves and lines were more obvious now. "Where did you say we were going again?" I asked innocently reaching up to give in a quick kiss.

He turned his head so my lips kissed his cheek and then swooped me up into his arms. "I didn't. And you're not going to find out until we're there, no matter how sexy or innocent you try to be," he responded, giving me a peck on the cheek. "But I like it when you try." I flushed and suddenly we were flying.

He must have gone out the window, but he was moving so fast. I held on with all my might. I couldn't really see where we were head because the wind stung my eyes from the speed. I wished I had had time to grab a jacket: the combination of Cade's cold skin and the chilly wind made me shiver.

Finally we stopped moving. We were at his car now, just outside of Forks. I had never really looked at his car. But it looked way expensive. It was jet black and looked sleek, like a sports car. He held the door open for me. "Your carriage awaits," he exclaimed overdramatically.

As I passed I stepped up on my tippy-toes to kiss him. He smirked mischievously and jerked his head out of the way. "Control, Jenny," he reminded me like my mom would when I was six. I frowned and sat down on the leather seat. Just before he closed the door completely, he bent low and whispered, "There'll be plenty of time for uncontrolled passion later."

I looked at him confused and excited. He left me guessing and went to get in his side of the car. He turned the car on and started driving. I was reminded of how fast he drove. "If you don't slow don't, you're gonna get pulled over, you know," I told him, the speed making me dizzy.

"No, I don't know. Because I'm going too fast for them to even catch me," he said arrogantly, but I knew he was trying to show off.

"Oh? So what would you say if somehow you did get caught?"

"That I thought I had to hurry or my date would miss the best show of he life," he said in a matter-of-fact voice. More confusing hints. I wanted straight answers; I hated being left in the dark.

Finally, we reach the thick forest. He parked on the dirt, dead-end road and was around to open my door before I could flinch. "There is something I want to show you: what I...really am," he told me. At first he seemed eager to share a secret with me, but at the end I saw his excitement falter.

He swooped me up again. This time he placed a delicate kiss on my collarbone. My lips went for him but again he avoided me. "What's wrong?" I asked, laughing at the little game he seemed to be playing.

"I'm practicing self-control. You should try it," he teased and then we were moving through the forest at speeds I had never experience in my life except for today. And now I was getting the ride of my life twice!

Finally, after what seemed like hours, we stopped just on the edge of a large, circular meadow of faded, dead grass. "I wish I could have taken you here when everything was bright and colorful, but I didn't want to wait."

"What is this place?" I inquired; it seemed magically.

"Renesemee's father brought his wife here, when they were living in Forks." He paused and turned to look at me with hope in his eyes. "She was a human too."

"Was? Did she die?" I asked, though what had caught my attention was the word 'wife'. I hope that Caden isn't thinking about that yet.

"You could say that. But she's only as dead as I am." I didn't respond. I knew what he meant. She became a Vampire to be with her love forever. I didn't met Cade's eyes. I don't think I could sacrifice my humanity for him. "But that's not why we're here. Just stay in the shadows until I say so."

He smiled and stepped out of the woods. I saw his hands working at the buttons on his shirt, wondering what kind of show he was going to put on. I saw the light of the sun hit him. It was rare to have a day as bright as this one, though clouds hid the sun until now. He hesitated and turned.

It's hard to describe what happened. I'm not even sure if I really understand it. It's just so...strange. When the sunlight hit is skin, he didn't melt or scream in pain or anything. He...sparkled. Like there were thousands of diamonds super-glued to every inch of his skin. He nodded for me to come closer.

With cautious steps I made my way over to where he was. I could see he was waiting for a reaction. I couldn't help but giggle. "Who would have thought vampires were sparkly," I said as my fingers felt down his bare chest, trying to feel if there really were diamonds in his skin. "Kind of gay, Cade," I joked.

"Thanks, that makes me feel a lot better about showing you," he replied sarcastically, but I knew he didn't really mind.

"Honestly, it is beautiful. You're a sparkling artwork of God, too expensive for a price tag. If I had skin like this I'd be the most precious diamond in the word," I mussed allow. His glittering hands caught mine, keeping them still on his chest.

"You already are the most precious diamond to me, even without the 'gay vampire skin'," he laughed with a gentle smile. His smile fell to a frown. "But I'm not artwork of God. More like Satan's own crafty, Trojan horse." I looked down, understanding what he meant. After all, I knew just as well as anyone that vampires were monsters. It was still hard to believe that some of them didn't live off of human blood.

Finally he let me kiss him. I was careful to be soft and gentle and not move too much. It was a simple but meaningful kiss. I smiled at him when he pulled away. "So, is watching you sparkle all that's on the agenda for this date?" I inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"What else do you need?" He asked, seemingly disappointed that his glittery skin wasn't enough to entertain me for hours. Color flushed my cheeks and I opened my mouth to apologize, having no idea he thought so much of himself. Then he laughed. "Just kidding, who would want to watch a b'dazzled vampire glitter for hours on end?"

He took my hand and led me to the edge of the wood, opposite the way we'd come. Before I knew it we were off again. All this speed-running was getting to my head. I just closed my eyes and held on tight. We seemed to go farther this time, at least the journey somehow seemed longer. The sun was starting to set.

"Wow," I said in admiration, thinking that just watching the waterfall might be enough to entertain me for a while. "What was on the agenda to do here?"

"I thought a swim might be nice," he said with an enthusiastic smile. I simply laughed in return.

"You're joking, right? I'm freezing as it is! That water must be cold as ice!" I exclaimed. His smile didn't leave his face. He went over to a box I hadn't seen before. It looked like the kind you would see at a pool. He opened the lid and pulled a bundle of stuff out.

He handed me a towel and one-piece bathing suit. In his hands was another towel and swimming trunks. "Caden, it's too cold! I'll freeze to death, I swear. Or at least have a heart-attack from the shock!"

He kissed my cheek. "Just go change," he said and then went off into the woods. At this point I was a little paranoid. Change in the woods? I went the opposite direction as him and found a spot behind a bush. I draped my towel around me and changed as fast as I could. I kept the towel around my shoulders, shivering.

When I got back to the lake, teeth chattering slightly, Caden was already in the water, wearing floral trunks and floating on his back. "It's too cold, Cade," I told him again, afraid to even touch the water.

"Look whose shy now? I swear to you, Jenny. The water isn't freezing, not even chilling slightly!" he said. I didn't think he was lying, but maybe he was just deceived. After all, nothing would feel cold to him. I let the towel drop off me, I watch his reaction when he saw me in nothing but a halter-style, red bathing suit. He just kept smiling.

I made my way to the water and dipped my big toe in the water. "It's too cold!" I said on instinct and pulled my foot away.

"Baby," Cade teased and before I could move again he was behind me with his arms around my waist, pulling me into the water. I shriek from surprise and fear as we splashed into the water. I braced for an icy-cold death. I could barely keep my feet kicking I was so shocked. Caden held me up.

"It's, like, 30 degrees right now! How is the water this warm?" I asked in surprise, my wet hair clinging to my shoulders.

"It's called a hot spring. There are lots of them all around Washington. We're actually in the state park right now," Cade informed me, his arms tight around my waist. Somehow, his cold arms felt good to my skin.

"So, are you a swimmer or something, sparkle-boy?" I asked, just plain old curious.

"I used to be, before the war. Didn't make time for it afterwards. We found this spring the first time we came hunting here. Kind of set it up as our own personal pool," Caden told me. I squirmed out of his arms, confident I could handle myself now. We swan around each other in circles.

"You never told me how the 'interview with a vampire' went," I told him, obviously wanting all the details. Cade laughed.

"They actually changed the rules of the border a bit. If anyone is found dead by vampire in La Push, all hell will break loose between the dogs and us. But if we are welcomed to someone's home – like your's for instance – then they will be tolerant of our visit. With the exception to me: I'm not allowed over the border for any reason until I can show more control. But as you know, I don't really listen."

"I'm glad you don't or I'd still be alone." I smiled, but my expression turned thoughtful as I thought of Jason. I looked up and Caden was right in front of me. I laughed as he pulled me close and kissed my cheek. I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep balance and kissed him back. Then I hesitated. "Is this alright? I don't want to tempt you or anything."

"Jenny, you can believe me when I say that you are much more tempting that your blood right now," and he kissed my lips, passionate and strong. I held his head but didn't move anything except my lips. His hands stroked my back gently; it was a hypnotizing feeling.

Suddenly I hurt something move in the trees and I looked up. "What was that?" I asked. Caden tensed and sniffed the air.

"Werewolf." He said, and I knew it was Jason.

XoXo Jennifer Heartly

End Part 1

THIS is the end for PART 1 of the LA PUSH JOURNAL story. I decided to start a new story as PART 2 to keep from chapters just building and for there to be a little more...organization or whatever. PLEASE continue to read about Jennifer, Jason and Cade in Part 2 (click my name to access a linkt to the story).